Posted on February 13, 2018
I still run carefree in bright wild-flowered meadows. I still ride hair flying on thundering hooves. I still call out to that which is Higher. I still touch others then kneel from their gifts. I still believe there is good in the world. I…
Category: Forgiveness, Letting Go, Life, Memories, PoetryTags: actions, child, Community, Forgiveness, gratitude, hardship, hope, Humanity, Life, loss, love, miracles, pain, prayer, shame, spirit, world
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